Zoey Boey

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Yasaliah Josk: Pilot

Josk had been reclined on the couch, mostly keeping to herself, still a little tired from all the fighting and piloting. She took out the earbuds for her captain and gave a brief nod when he complemented her piloting skills. It was true. She was the best.

Also, apparently, Anderson died. That's too bad. And, this was his last mission before retirement. That was so sad it looped back around and became kind of funny. Yasaliah barely smirked when that was mentioned but quickly held it in. I mean, come on, she thought. Last mission before retirement? Still, the crew seemed to care about Anderson. To the Satasi, there wasn't much point. Anderson was an okay guy, but surely everyone here knew it was only a matter of time until they all died, right? If she looked up the definition of "disposable" their pictures would show up. They were having a memorial game of Texas Holdum poker.

"I want to play." She said simply, tossing her music player onto the couch. Gambling, drinking, and smoking. That was fun. Only things missing were sex, guns, and killing assholes. And flying a really fast ship. One day she would find a way to combine everything she loved in life into one massive orgy of entertainment. How? She didn't know. There were a lot of things there that didn't really jive well. But it was a crazy universe, afterall. Who knows?

Yasaliah nodded her "thanks" at the cigs and the drink and quickly began partaking in her vices. They were pretty good, too. Smooth and strong, respectively. She had some of the alcohol in a shot glass thanks to Tango and downed it, the world going wibbly for a moment."Phew." She smirked, shaking her head a little.

The Satasi glanced around the room. Pretty much everyone was here, right? One two...Dev, Valanx, Captain, Rae, Aamra, Tony, Astrid...little girl?

Who was that? A child? The Satasi stared intently at the girl for a moment, probably making some intense prolonged eye contact. Yasaliah looked down at her drink for a moment. Nah, she could hold her alcohol better than that. Plus, if her hallucinations involved little girls, that was probably some repressed emotions or trauma the pilot didn't want to deal with at all. It was probably a real human child. Her suspicions were confirmed when the Captain acknowledged her presence.

"So, Cap. We, uh, babysitting now? Or...trafficking? I mean, I guess I'm okay if you all are. I just didn't think..." She looked around, taking a brief inhale from the tobacco tube. "Rae? Aamra?" She vaguely gestured her question at some of the people who had more conventional moral standings.

As she spoke, she was re-engaged with the game of cards. Feeling a little bored with how everyone was talking about gambling. You know, math, numbers, reading people. Surely, the luck was the best part? That was why Yasaliah kept her two cards face down, not looking at them once, and raised the current bet a little.

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sorry- still here. will get a post up soon

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yay

time for a realistic and totally comprehensible game of space poker

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big fact

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you guys are a real deck of cards you know that

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naaah. just you, know.

what a deck of cards ya know

too many jokers you know what a bunch of assholes ya know

couple a jokers in this deck ya know

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man

what a bunch of assholes

i like our characters lol

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Yasaliah Josk: Pilot

"Hmmm hmmm..hm-hmmmm hmmm..." Yasaliah 'responded' to Astrid's question. Only after a moment of seeing Astrid's lips move, and Astrid's continued eye contact, did Yasaliah notice she was being directly spoken too. Dev was apparently in the room now, as well. Armed to the teeth as usual. Yas realized she had forgotten her gun in the cockpit, before quickly remembering she didn't really care about it. Astrid was some sort of...Yas didn't really know. Again, she didn't really care about Astrid very much, either. She got the impression Astrid didn't like her, for some reason? Oh, well. Either way, she was speaking to her now.

Yasaliah took out on of her earpieces, and the annoying music could be heard emitting from it. "What?" Yasaliah asked.

If Astrid repeated her question, Yasaliah would nod.

"Nope." She would reply simply, and place the earbud back, continuing to listen to the music.

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is there any posting order? or can we post whenever we want?

cause man, i've been doing collabs and stuff in other rps and it feels like forum IC conversations will take weeks and weeks, lol

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Yasaliah Josk: Pilot

Yasaliah startled awake when Captain Raymond's voice came over the comms. A meeting? Already? What could possibly have happened that was so important? Of course, the pilot did not know of any of the most recent developments regarding a stowaway with pyschic powers and a mysterious pod, but even these events might not be important enough for Yasaliah to consider interrupting her nap. Still, orders were orders. Yasaliah laughed to herself. Yeah, orders were orders. Mantra of the manipulated. Yet the Captain had been mostly good so far, so until his made-up moral codes got in the way (which they eventally would) Yasaliah was okay with following him.

About thirty minutes later, Yasaliah put two wireless earbuds in her ears and began playing some whining, screeching, bizarre electro-wave music from some obscure band on some obscure planet. Only a few people understood the raw emotion conveyed in it's simple, non-rhythmic melodies.

Reluctantly, Yas gave the pilots wheel a little pat, as if it were a loyal pet, and made her way into the docking bay lounge. Humming to herself, the Satasi lazily crashed onto a nearby couch. She was still listening to the song and not really paying attention to anyone or anything in the room.